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trdee - t.y.b lyrics

[verse]
it’s mr. conviscate a n+gga b+tch
you ain’t even gon’ blow it, why you got a bl!ck?
[?] hoes to the telly, i’m [?]
[?] takeover, ’cause he never miss
kinda like me and gang, when we drop a tape
these b+tches let whoever hit if they got some pape
i’ve been putting in work, but won’t take a break
got that white man, i feel like i was in l.a
he [?] as h+ll, i took his girl
d+mn, just like michael jackson, i rock the world
[?] my name is earl
[?] kinda feel like sterl
have the sauce, but you can’t get the recipe
if you not [?] b+tch, you better not be checking me
[?] can really chip the refferey
[?]
i want money, money, and more money
see my old b+tch with her n+gga, looking so bummy
you [?] junky
[?] buddy
bring your friend through, she can get it too
[?] froze up with the shock, like what do i do?
f+ck you, f+ck you, and f+ck him too
can’t believe you really cuffed that, walls ran through

- trdee lyrics

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